Chapter 160: The First Day of the Town Guard's Mansion

The furniture and daily necessities inside the Admiral's Mansion were all replaced with brand new after the previous town guard commander left his post, and the town guard palace was not short of this money, and the logistics department naturally did not want to be looked down upon by the new commander because of this.

There is a huge Admiral's Mansion and dozens of single-family villas, but Mo Yan and his shipwives are not even satisfied with the Admiral's Mansion itself.

The Admiralty itself is a three-story French classical court building, the building covers a large area of more than 20 bedrooms, and the hall on the first floor can accommodate more than 300 people for a ball.

In Mo Yan's opinion, this place is good, but unfortunately the space is a little deserted, if you can take all the ship girls out of the port area, then you can almost fill all the single-family villas outside.

In addition to Mo Yan and his ship's wife, there are some maids in the Admiral's Mansion who are responsible for maintaining indoor cleaning and doing some chores, but they are all a little older, and they all look like they have been married for a long time. Mo Yan didn't express any expectations for this, after all, as a commander, not only can he open a harem justifiably, but the ship girls are also all big beauties, cute, gorgeous, soft, elegant, and have all kinds of styles and temperaments, it is estimated that it is impossible to look at human women in this life.

The ship girl is the spirit of the sea, and she is not as complex as humans by nature, so the admirals are naturally more willing to get along with the ship girl.

Besides, in addition to the identity of weapons, ship girls are also women, and they also have everything that human women have. Excluding the power of the ship and the force field, they are almost indistinguishable from humans, and even ......

They can actually have children, too!

Mo Yan actually doesn't know enough about this, but Mo Yan once listened to him when he was chatting with Ivanat, and when he got older, if he couldn't climb the top of the navy and couldn't build a strong ship mother, then he would go to find a coastal town with a better environment to garrison, and when the environment was safe, he could also have a few children with his ship mother to live a few days, and this life would be like this.

This is the first time that Mo Yan knows that the ship's mother can still have children like a human woman, this information has not been recorded at all in the books he has read before, it seems that it is only circulated within the admiral of the navy, and it has only been less than half a year since he, an outsider, became a admiral, so he still knows a lot of things.

Needless to say, the master bedroom on the second floor of the Admiral's Mansion is also Moyan's, and the ship ladies have also selected some of their favorite bedrooms on the second floor, one for each person, and there is no cohabitation.

Because in addition to the Auckland, Zhongxing and M2 that was just caught, there is one of them, all of them are wedding ships with a favorability of 200, and the wedding ships naturally need their own independent space. So M2, who wanted to live in the same room with his wife, and Zhongxing, who wanted to live with Veneto, had to give up their original ideas and choose their own bedrooms. Of course, in fact, you can also let M2 and Zhongxing live in a room, but unfortunately the relationship between the two is not very good, although it is not enough to fight when they meet, but they have never given each other a good face.

On the first night of his new stay, Mo Yan did not fall asleep in his luxurious master bedroom, but went to spend the night in Akagi's house.

He and Akagi had just broken through that most intimate relationship, and now it was the time for honey to blend oil, and Akagi was originally a wedding ship, so Mo Yan didn't plan to hide anything from everyone.

After having a town guard mansion that really belongs to them, everyone can be regarded as having a home, and in their own home, Mo Yan naturally has not so many scruples.

The fiery enthusiasm hidden under the appearance of the cold girl made Mo Yan linger and couldn't stop, especially the shy posture of Akagi wearing "Sakura Love", which made Mo Yan addicted the most.

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Early the next morning, Mo Yan came to the restaurant on the first floor after getting up and washing up.

Everyone sat around the long table and waited for the meal to begin, but Akagi was absent as usual. It doesn't matter where she spent the night last night, she likes to sleep a little more in the morning, and by the time she gets up, it's almost noon.

The breakfast on the first day after arriving at the town guard mansion was made by Yat-sen and Veneto, both Chinese and Western.

Both of them made a relatively simple breakfast, with Veneto making an omelette, a few slices of pan-fried bacon, and a croissant filled with charred almond cream. Yat-sen, on the other hand, made something simpler, with only a golden color, crispy skin on the outside, and a fluffy beef pot helmet on the inside, and a large glass of matcha milk with a little matcha powder added to it, which she would love if Akagi came for breakfast too.

This breakfast is simple and exquisite, the portion is moderate, the nutrition is sufficient and the taste is also very good, especially the beef pot helmet made by Yatsen, the skin is crispy, sweet and delicious, the inside is soft, and it is also blended with rich gravy. Even Veneto herself, after eating her breakfast, ate two more beef pot helmets, and after eating, she sucked the remaining gravy on her fingers, and looked at Yat Xian, who was handing out beef pot helmets to the ship girls who were shouting for food, and thought thoughtfully.

"I didn't expect the food culture to be so broad and profound...... Just a street food pot helmet can be made by her to make such a taste, it seems that I can't just be satisfied with Italian food and coffee, I also have to fully master the oriental cuisine! ”

The so-called moderate amount is only for Mo Yan alone, and the ship girls can't care about what is moderate and uncomfortable when they eat, and if they like it, they have to eat to their heart's content, which is the posture that the ship girls should have.

With Mo Yan, a total of ten people for breakfast, Yixian made sixty pot helmets. In addition to Mo Yan, each ship lady ate more than five on average, including Quincy ate eight, M2 ate seven, it's really a young girl who can't be good-looking, no wonder others have so much material on their chests, just from the point of eating, you can see a little clue, eat more!

Mo Yan drank the last sip of matcha fresh milk, looked at the plate in front of Veneto, hesitated slightly, but still asked her, "Are you already full?" Do you want Yatsen to get you some more? ”

"The ship's mother is not full, just eat almost." The eldest lady took a sip of milk tea gently, and then looked at Mo Yan with some doubts, "I always feel that sir, you seem to be thinking about something rude!" ”

"How so." Mo Yan took his eyes off Veneto and glanced at M2, who was struggling with the beef pot helmet, then reached out and took a napkin from the maid on the side and wiped his mouth, quickly changing the topic, "I think the croissants you made are also very good, not only are they baked just right, but the cream in the filling also seems to be special, with lemon and vanilla added, right?" It has a very refreshing feeling when eaten, and it reconciles the sweetness of the cream very well. ”

"Humph! Only in the field of coffee and desserts, I can't lose to anyone, it's a glory that belongs to Italy alone! ”

Miss VV glanced at Mo Yan, and continued to drink matcha fresh milk, but her expression was a little proud, obviously very useful to Mo Yan's words that praised her just now.

It's a pity that neither your coffee nor dessert can save your breasts, alas......